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When I walked down to your club
I was in blue again

I've suffered the mood these days

Your new boy was under the view
And he was crying

I knew what you were like… but

If you tense those muscles round your eyes like that
You'll get old

Ah, ha

Hip hop now be bop

Hip hop
Be bop

Ah, ha
Be bop

Now all the boys have dark hair
She got lines like barbs and won't be told


It doesn't matter
It doesn't matter

Now passions go by
Into quick sign
Recognised

It's for your soul
If you stand like that
They'll think you're a

It's… It's for your soul
If you stand like that
They're gonna think you're a

Up and down

Up and down
Up and down
Up and down

The darkness containing
Her flat key

All the hip kids desire
One, a tall glass
Two, being on terms with the girls
Off the shoulder just so it's nonchalant from a…
Three, being in a group


I know this is the sort of stuff will not endure
I know this is the sort of stuff will not endure

Line up

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